Forces of Temptation

After the item system got stuck intermittently for about 5 minutes, it closed itself on the spot.

It gave up analyzing the components of this thing, and after leaving a garbled mark, it misfired.

Just now when he escaped by jumping off the building, Sun Guojing broke one of his legs.

However, under the stimulation of great sorrow and great joy, his legs were as soft as cooked noodles, and he even forgot most of his identity as an upright animal, and it was difficult for him to walk on his own.

With the support of the two brothers, Sun Guojing and his group staggered back to classroom 403.

After a while, Sun Guojing slowly realized what Nanzhou had done in the chaos.

...Did you close that door? ?

Nan Zhou didn't seem to feel that he had done such a great thing.

After he came back, he wiped his hands with the wet towel he brought, and concentrated on eating apples to replenish his energy.

Sun Guojing asked tremblingly, "Where's the door...? Where's that monster?"

Nan Zhou put down the apple core: "What monster?"

He didn't see it at all.He only saw the door.

Sun Guojing: "..."

For the next 5 minutes, he tried his best to describe the terrifying appearance of the monster to the limit of his language ability.

Every distorted human face, every twisted limb, the soft, loose, dead skin-like touch...

He jumped out of the window on the fifth floor of the east and limped towards the place where there was still light in the campus, but was grabbed by one of the countless hands and dragged back all the way——

His description made other people who have never seen the whole picture of the monster feel terrified and palpitating beyond words.

Nan Zhou looked at him: "..."

Nan Zhou's expression remained unchanged: "Ah."

Sun Guojing: "..."

What does "ah" mean? !

Nan Zhou didn't seem to be able to empathize with his madness, and comforted him: "It's gone, don't be afraid."

Sun Guojing: "??" Is this the question?

Li Yinhang was also in shock.

She asked Nan Zhou uncertainly: "Is that monster... in the warehouse safe?"

Nan Zhou was willing to talk more to his teammates.

"At that time, I had carefully observed that door," he said.

"When the door is closed, there is no light inside, as if there is a wall behind the door."

"When you open it again, there will be light inside again."

"I think the corridor on the fourth floor has twelve steps more than the other corridors. We can feel this after testing. Only this door is something we can't usually see. It can only appear at a specific point in time."

"According to what you said, that monster catches people by constantly stretching the white substance, so its body should still be inside this non-existent door. That power is the same as this door, and it is the same as this door. Living creatures."

"This door is the passage of that power, it is the entrance, it is the medium, and it happens to be an entity that can be touched."

"The warehouse can accept entities."

"I'll take it apart and store it in the warehouse."

"Anyway, Sun Guojing was about to be arrested at that time, so it's okay to try. At worst, he couldn't contain it."

The trio: "..."

... makes sense.

But there's always something fucking wrong.

Sun Guojing said in disbelief: "Aren't you afraid that it will crawl out to find you?!"

Nan Zhou glanced at his warehouse.

Nan Zhou said: "It seems that it can't."

The snow-white human body entwined on the door of Happy Home was tragically relocated, and now it seemed that he heard Nan Zhou's words from a distance, so angry that the range and speed of the entanglement of limbs accelerated, and there was a creaking, creaking, squirming sound.

But this terrifying scene appeared harmless in the small window of the warehouse. With the string of garbled codes explained below, it looked like a dynamic miniature landscape.

Li Yinhang: "..." If she was that monster, she would probably be pissed off by now.

Jiang Fang said with a smile: "The warehouse is the official basic tool of "Gravity". It only stipulates that various physical objects can be put in, and there is no rule that dungeon bosses cannot be put in."

……nonsense.

Which crazy player would grab the dungeon boss and put it in the backpack? !

Oh yes, that crazy player is right in front of their eyes.

The trio was shocked in their hearts, but they were dumbfounded on the surface.

Nan Zhou nodded, agreeing with Jiang Fang's judgment.

"The warehouse has accepted it, so you can't spit it out. Otherwise, this is against the rules of the warehouse itself."

Having said that, Nan Zhou suddenly took a deep breath.

The trio thought he had remembered something important again, so they couldn't help but hold their breath and listened carefully.

"We still have a day and a half." Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang, "We will have a lot of bonus points, won't we?"

Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou.

When he said this, there was a rare innocence in his cold and calm expression.

No one could tell that he was carrying a twisted and angry monster, or that his apple-scented fingers could easily break a man's neck.

When Jiang Fang looked at him, he also stared at Jiang Fang without hesitation, waiting for an acceptable answer.

Jiang Fang put his arm around his neck and rubbed it: "Do you want to praise him?"

Nan Zhou frankly said, "Yes."

He felt that Jiang Fang was evenly matched with him.

So getting his approval will be more valuable than anyone else's approval.

Jiang Fang didn't say anything, the hand on his shoulder snapped his fingers on his left ear.

Nan Zhou followed the prestige and subconsciously focused all his attention on his left ear.

Immediately, Jiang Fang's fingertips moved quickly under his highly sensitive ear, and stamped a seal, like a kiss on the water.

Nanzhou: "?"

Jiang Fang looked at him with a smile: "Write it down first."

Nanzhou didn't understand.

But he understood that Jiang Fang meant to write it down first, and buy him dessert as a reward later.

He touched his ears and felt that the place Jiang Fang touched was warm and comfortable.

But when he thought that he had many friends, and he was only one-nth of them, Nan Zhou pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Li Yinhang: "..."

The trio: "..."

Sorry, goodbye.

The dungeon boss who originally planned to lock everyone up was locked up alive, and all the negative effects on them were completely offset.

After a long time, Sun Guojing felt a pain in his leg, and with a grin, Luo Ge and Qi Tianyun helped him to the 24-hour infirmary.

However, the dungeon still provides a 120-hour survival time.

What they have to do now is very simple.

- Wait for the copy to end.

Nan Zhou didn't care about the madly angry boss in his item slot.

Holding it in his arms, he fell into a deep and good sleep.

He wasn't dreaming, he just felt someone touching his ear in a trance.

The ear became warmer and warmer under repeated rubbing.

Nan Zhou moved forward and leaned against a hug facing him.

Nan Zhou asked: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jiang Fang said, "Wait a minute. I'm thinking about something."

Nanzhou was very sleepy.

Although he didn't show it on the face, he was still quite tired this day.

Nan Zhou asked: "Miss your friends?"

Jiang Fang laughed: "I'm thinking of a friend of mine. He used to love me very much."

Nanzhou: "..."

Nan Zhou: "Oh."

Jiang Fang: "But maybe it's been too long. I remembered it backwards."

Nan Zhou thought unconvinced, I also have friends.

That friend planted an apple tree in front of my window.

But he was very sleepy, and before he could refute, he fell asleep again.

Jiang Fang's fingertips touched his ear, once and for all, like a kiss.

He couldn't hear Jiang Fang whispering "I'm sorry" to him.

……

On Monday morning, the results of last Friday's mid-term test came out.

Nan Zhou was wearing Jiang Fang's pajamas and pajamas, and while he was washing in his bathroom, the mobile phone on the side buzzed and vibrated, as if urging him to die.

He picked up the phone and glanced at it.

The news came from his dormitory group.

A group of brothers in the group blew up the camp, each of them was beating their chests and feet with pain.

"Nan Zhou, you are so fucking disrespectful!"

"Do you feel at ease reviewing behind your brothers' backs!!"

"Full marks! "Foreign Architectural History" is a purely back-to-back stuff, do you get full marks in the test?!"

Nanzhou carefully read every piece of information.

Then he replied in the group: "I didn't say I didn't review."

"I'm just asking you, which subject to take."

There was silence in the group: "..." It really is.

But the group soon became noisy again.

"Just don't talk about loyalty! Please eat!"

"Barbecue please!"

"I order twenty skewers of big kidneys!"

Nan Zhou replied, "Okay."

Then he put the phone on the side of the sink.

Standing in front of the mirror, he turned on the faucet and unfolded the sketch of the east fifth floor that he tore off.

Losing the influence of that power, the handwriting in the lower right corner of the sketch paper became clearly visible again.

Nan Zhou read the numbers one by one with his left fingertips, and held the phone in his right hand.

He dialed that number.

The phone rang only once and was picked up.

Xie Xiangyu's voice over there contained a refreshing smile: "Congratulations. I saw it yesterday. It was a beautiful break."

Nan Zhou didn't want to talk about it with people who had no sense of participation: "I think you have something to tell me."

Xie Xiangyu smiled heartily, and issued an invitation: "Tonight at 12 o'clock in the evening, see you on the rooftop of the international student dormitory building."

Nan Zhou hung up the phone and continued to wash.

Li Yinhang walked in with a yawn, and mumbled "Morning" to him.

Nan Zhou also nodded to her.

From Nan Zhou's point of view, this is just an ordinary date.

The day went by like this.

The crisis was carried in Nanzhou's pocket, and the transition was smooth.

Nan Zhou went to class, accepted the praise of foreign architectural history teachers calmly, invited his roommates to dinner, and secretly added a pair of egg tarts to his meal at night.

He didn't mention to anyone what he had planned for this evening.

At 11:50, after confirming that Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang were fast asleep, Nan Zhou got up, put on Jiang Fang's coat, and walked out like a cat.

When he unscrewed the door of the dormitory lightly and silently, allowing a ray of light from the corridor to penetrate into the room, the only thing that was awakened was Nan Jixing.

It chirped in a daze.

Nan Zhou put his index finger to his lips and said in a low voice, "Hush."

Nan Jixing, who was not awake, staggered and ran towards Nanzhou with his short legs, slipped into his trousers, and hugged his ankle tightly.

Nan Zhou looked down at its fleshy little tail on his shoe, didn't say anything, and left with it.

Xie Xiangyu stood on the edge of the roof and looked towards the dormitory of the Department of Physical Education.

There was the red and blue light of the police car, which flickered on and off, in a strange way, like a single eye blinking rapidly.

"It's so real." Xie Xiangyu sighed, "It's like a real world."

Nan Zhou walked close to him and saw the scene he was looking at.

Nan Zhou asked: "What happened?"

Xie Xiangyu said: "I heard that a student from the Department of Physical Education has disappeared. It's so pitiful. I don't know where he went."

As he spoke, he looked at Nan Zhou.

This was also the first time Nanzhou saw Xie Xiangyu's face clearly.

The face seen in the photo of the camping club is after all the character "Xie Xiangyu" set in the dungeon, which is not vivid enough.

The face in front of him was handsome, arrogant, and young, exuding an invincible confidence and arrogance.

Nan Zhou squinted his eyes, feeling that such an expression and combination of facial features looked familiar.

But he couldn't remember.

So he asked, "How did you get in here?"

That power disappeared, and it would not be easy for Xie Xiangyu to pass through the door control of the foreign student dormitory.

Xie Xiangyu took out an access card for the foreign student dormitory from his pocket, and waved it in front of his eyes.

Nan Zhou understood.

When he stole brother Fang's room card back then, he could have taken it with him.

Nan Zhou asked, "What's your business?"

Xie Xiangyu: "Since you came to my appointment, you should know what I want to do."

Nan Zhou looked at him and shook his head silently.

Xie Xiangyu stretched out his hand to him, with sharp and warm eyes in his eyes: "Nan Zhou, be my teammate."